I'm tired of the same sad poem
That flows from my hand so effortlessly
I no longer want to write of a broken home
Or things that will never be.

I want to write of laughs and smiles
Of all the happy things in life
Of a love that can withstand the miles.
Let's put a rest to strife

It may be hard and I may really have to try
But I will never let the darkness consume my mind.
For at the end of the horizon is the begining of the sky.
And the stars and moon have always been kind.

So lets forget the past and start anew.
Let's start a story and title it : Me and You